
The wife and I binged Season 2 of Citadel the past few nights. I think it's a great scalding piece of science fiction spycraft with somehow some nearly slapstick comedy woven in via a new rogue CIA operative. As I was watching it, I thought that if Alfred Hitchcock were alive and kicking today, Citadel might well be the kind of streaming TV series he would make.
Citadel -- both seasons -- is also a special kind of love story, chocked full of insights into the way love plays in all of our lives, off-screen. There's a conversation in almost every episode in which Nadia or an equivalent character says to Mason or an equivalent character, you don't really love me, "you loved the thought that I loved you." That's pretty astute stuff, in a spy or any narrative, because it comes straight out of real lives.
Because of what we found out at the end of season 1 -- I'm trying to avoid spoilers here -- there's also a lot compelling and provocative family drama, probing the relationship between parents and their adult children. Since we're dealing with daily life-and-death relationships, the regular pressure points that we find in everyday life take on cutting-edge importance.
The importance of chips in the brain -- the key science fictional lever in season one -- is expanded in season two into a capacity to remotely turn anyone with an implanted chip into a murder machine. If this sounds like an update of The Manchurian Candidate, you'd be right, and that's indeed what one of the characters says in Citadel season 2.
Lots of people get killed, including some major characters, including one I'm whose death I'm very unhappy about -- but hey, this is science fiction, maybe a soul can be embedded in a chip, and I hope there's a third season in which some version of that happens.
See also: Citadel 1.1-1.2: Memories and Questions ... 1.3: Jedi ... 1.4-1.6: The Arch Anti-Hero
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